That Widow

Day 43 and I’m back to clearing out my stuff.

Seriously 20 pairs of jeans this round of all different sizes that I’m posting to get rid of. So much stuff. It doesn’t fit so instead of keeping it I’m getting rid of it. I donated 5 huge bags of clothes last week and I’m back at it again this week. I don’t know if there will come a time where I part with his things or even downsize them but my stuff just needs to go. It’s all huge on me so there’s no reason to keep it. At least with his stuff I can be a creep and smell it or wear it. My kids could some day want to wear his things or maybe one or a few will wear his uniform 🤷‍♀️ who knows. It also means I get to spend more time with him in our closet though. The baby is in here tonight just pulling on his shirt sleeves and it looks like he’s trying to smell him and I feel like the same way, kid, samesies.

Day 43 and I can clean out my shit but that’s where I draw the line…for now, we’ll see what’s next to get kicked out of the house.